Edd, Matt, and Tom decide to take another trip to the Magic Shop... Long story short, Matt has no coordination, Tom has zero reflexes, Edd is oblivious, and Tord takes too many walks. (Cover art is clearly not mine :P) [Also this story will be LONG! Sorry! So... Lock your doors and close the blinds we're going for a ride!] VERY SLOW UPDATES.

❝In which a celebrity dials a random number in hope of finding one last thing to make him smile before he commits suicide at the end of the month.❞ "I'm going to commit suicide in one months time." "I think you have the wrong number." "It can't be the wrong number Princess. I picked a random number from the catalog." "Why on earth would you do that?" "Because you, sweetheart, are now my own personal suicide helpline. Your job is to make the last month of my life worth living." ______________________

Tom wasn't good at a lot of things; keeping friends, being nice, staying sober? Nah, forget it. But dressing up and pretending to be a girl? Now that might be something he can do. [Maidcafe fic] Featuring- * Tom's non-existing gag reflex * Tord's hentai fetish * Edd's unwavering patience * Matt's vanilla ass NOT featuring- * My will to live - This was half planned in 2016, but I didn't start writing it until 2018. The two-year wait doesn't make me hate this any less. Enjoy you, filthy sinners. - "The original femboy Hooters."- 2016 - Achievements: 🏆1# Maidcafe 🏆1# Smutmaybe 🏆2# Eddsworld 🏆1# TordTom 🏆1# Ocs 🏆1# TomTord 🏆3# Cross-dressing